I walked by your guidance counselor's office one time. A bunch of you were sitting there waiting to be shepherded. I remember it smelled like dead flowers, like decay. Then it hit me. The hope of our nation's future is a bunch of mulch.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2559 | 2018-05-22 17:13:57 | 61.42 | 94% |
| 2350 | 2018-05-17 12:33:23 | 72.53 | 97% |